Tired of Princesses
If you are going to swarf, swelt, black out or swoon
Please do it outside under Dracula’s moon
Too many drama queens are in this house already
Thanks to the eight daughters of Arlene and Freddy
But if you are going to help with the housework
Then come on down, and join me, for you do not irk
I am tired of princesses who will not lift a finger
They are the ones who never leave, perpetually linger
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